I have an idealized image about myself. In my mind I'm a man who plays in a rock band, rides a motorcycle, has a few but true friends, is bisexual or gay and has a male lover whom he's faithful to. My other self is always strong and just. He always does the right thing and never...

Hello he said with a smile, I smile back and go on trying to remember the list of "needs" I shall pick up in this store and leave quickly. This is not the first time I have run into this man since moving into this town almost 2 years ago. He usually goes back to what he is...

It's not that I don't like who I am. It's not like I am a bad person or anything. It's just - sometimes I get the feeling that I am not who I am supposed to be. I'll try to explain.
A few years ago I was an a**hole. I was a selfish little child, ignorant and...